colton
11 June 2007 @ 01:41 pm
dream  
I lay in a tent in the dark on a camping trip with friends. In the not-far-enough distance in the town, I heard the sound of gunfire and screams of pain and anguish. I was sickened by the sound of people dying, and I'm not sure, but I may have been angered by the indifferent laughter of my friends. I'm not sure if they were laughing, though; it's fuzzy. I remember even less of the second part of the dream (they always seem to be split into two or three parts), but I was a younger child, with short black hair and glasses, and either my parents were considering sending me to war, or I was considering signing up myself.

I wish I had written this down before I forgot most of it.